Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Three hundred and thirtieth chapters: XIII: Ice Phoenix to Phoenix [12 (3/5)

Each step down, the pace of people are slightly First Stage, the brain is like a pendulum strikes in general.

A long time can not be recovered.

Not just flesh, even the state of mind seems to have been suppressed a lot.

Soon time, where about thirty-layer, one-third of people have already stopped.

Sitting in place, like a groggy cable dolls without expression in general.

"It's really asked some terrorist ladder, the monk also really like madness in general."

"A full 50 stories did not slow down a bit, there was a ten come back, why they can cross so fast."

"Can you tell other people than you? That's successor crescent cases Happy days, there are clouds successor Gladius Sword Fighting, as well as thirteen Prince Yan harmony, one by one are ringing genius."

"But she dressed in white, who has behind ice phoenix beautiful, ah, never seen him before."

"I do not know, but since it is extremely difficult with small monks Foshan consorting with Happy successor were together, certainly not ordinary people."

While some people have been after distanced ten come, immediately there are a lot of people still leave room, where about thirty layers, to people who lead, the other up a lot.

After seeing Luo Hao such faces, his face is a little more than a little puzzled.

On the other side, ten feet come step 967 has already crossed the level of 50 stories.

All speed, also began to slow up, had also been extremely difficult leading the way people catch up.

Luo Hao and crescent day they also came together extremely difficult side.

"Monk, how I was boring you?"

"Boring Baihua Lou hurried down to find the right girl."

Crescent day looked at his face slightly pale, eyes glaring as Vajra Lohan monk in front of the general, can not help but laugh out loud.

"Well, do not pretend a relaxed attitude, and certainly you are having a hard time.

"We two just about the same, or how long it was estimated Yan donor to throw off."

Extremely difficult to see a look of contempt crescent days from the day the eyes of a guilty conscience crescent, revealed the touch of truth.

The Luo Hao, also is indeed one of three inside, the most relaxed.

Even after the current across sixty layer, Luo Hao in addition to feel a little tired outside, Actually, it's much feel discomfort.

It asked each step ladder, can exercise the flesh and the mood in much, if any occasion.

But Luo Hao has ice phoenix blood, flesh than similar cultivator, (cici), but that differ in the galaxy.

And mood, but after ten world Samsara, had generally solid as a rock, wind does not move, Ray unbreakable.

"Month brother, extremely difficult to master, Yan cream one step ahead."

"See you at the top."

Luo Hao looked up the two bicker, smiled, who had a touch of frost scattered.

The original site where the Luo Hao had no figure, taken the step directly over three steps.

The line at the left a touch of frost, frozen asked ladder small piece of a small piece of.

"Yanxiong really is amazing, the shares of domineering really horrible predicament."

Crescent-day look at the number of road has been leading step Luo Hao, also can not help but sigh sentence.

"Amituo Buddha, Immeasurable Tianzun, according to the little monk, people are more popular than others, people are more handsome than you, and people are more talented than you.

"Yue Donor has happened, I'm afraid that I will try not to come down when I return to Xiaoyao Peak."

Ode to all difficulties chanted a chant, and continued walking forward without stopping.

Buddhism Cultivator does not practice the Dharma, the main body refines the physical body, and the xinxing has been strengthened through hardship, so this questioning ladder has not yet forced the potential of all difficulties.

"Huh, smelly monk, I lost to you today, so I'm going to shave my hair and practice.

Crescent Moon gave a cold snort, obviously already a little angry, and the figure flashed and immediately caught up with all difficulties.

An hour has passed since the opening of Wendao Ladder.

Currently at the top of the list is the 87th floor of the 13th princes of the Dayan Dynasty.

The second place is Jian Wuhen, the descendant of Yun Jianzong, with an eighty-five floor.

The third place is the land of Yunjiang in the northern part of the Great Yan Dynasty, the son of Prince Lie, on the 82nd floor of Yanyue.

The fourth place is Luo Hao, on the eighty-first floor.

In the back are Yue Yatian and a young girl. This young master heard that Li Ranran, the daughter of the prime minister of the dynasty.

Both of them have just reached the 80th floor.

Below are all the hardships headed by all hardships and settled near the seventy-ninth floor, as well as all kinds of Tianjiao.

"The Thirteenth Prince has stopped on the eighty-seventh floor for half an hour, and he must have reached his limit.

"I think no one can surpass it. It depends on how many levels of ladders the Tianjiao behind can finally cross.

"I think it should be almost one or two floors. The thirteenth prince is a person who has crossed the Wendao ladder since childhood. No one should be better than the thirteenth prince."

"As long as there is a questioning ladder in the assessment over the years, wouldn't it be the Yan family that won the first place under normal circumstances?"

Many people's footsteps have stopped, looking at the Tianjiao above the sky, they have already given up their way of asking the ladder.

It was also at this time that most of the people continued to move forward, crossing the 80th floor with all difficulties.

In the same class as Yue Yatian and Na Li Ranran, the three also began their final rivalry.

On the other hand, Luo Hao has been on the eighty-first floor for a stick of incense. Just when everyone thought that might be the limit of Luo Hao, Luo Hao immediately took another step.

The 82nd floor immediately walked up, and a great pressure began to fall on Luo Hao.

It was as if Baizhangshan was pressing down on his shoulders, making Luo Hao startled, but this didn't let Luo Hao reach his limit.

Taking another step forward, Luo Hao's eyes flashed with unyielding.

Each step of the step is a step, and in a short while, he passed Zhengyue Shizi, and directly came to the Yunjianzong's successor Jian Wuhen, standing together on the eighty-fifth floor.

The sword Wuhen, who was originally holding his breath and concentrating on his final sprint, couldn't help but reveal a touch of surprise in his eyes.

But this is not over yet, just when he was planning to take a step forward, Luo Hao's footsteps did not stop.

The eighty-sixth floor! There is only one layer left from the thirteenth prince Yan Xie. This time it is not just Jian Wuhen, even Yan Xie’s face has changed, but Yan Xie can’t move at all on the eighty-seventh floor. .

The pressure of the eighty-seventh layer, let alone the physical body, even the mental level, the harmony is slower than normal people.

Before Yan Xie came back to his senses, Luo Hao had stepped forward step by step.

Eighty seven, eighty eight, eighty nine. Ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven...

After reaching the ninety-eighth floor, Luo Hao's movements stopped, and a mouthful of blood spurted from Luo Hao's mouth.

A supreme will began to obstruct Luo Hao's advancement.

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